Just when the two girls reached an agreement, the showdown between Alvin and Luo Qiya was also divided.

"Clown Mask!" Luo Qiya let out a low voice, and two daggers in his hand cut out two and a half months, forming a "fatal smile". The exaggerated "smile" really seemed to come from a clown mask.

Even though the "Destroyed One Finger" forced Luo Qi's teeth back more than ten feet, the light intertwined with darkness and light was finally cut open by the strange "smile".

Luo Qi's teeth were panting, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Ha! The power of time and space is really powerful. What a pity, I'm not practicing for a while."

Just as Alvin was trying to kill him again, Onian and Lanwen jumped to his side.

"Leave this troublesome guy to deal with." Lan Yin said, "You go and command the battle well."

"You?" Alvin looked at Onian in surprise, then looked at Lan Ling again. He could not have thought that these two people could join forces to cooperate?

"Hurry up, don't get in the way here." Onian said after glanced at him.

"Okay, okay, okay." Alvin shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

After Alvin fell into the city with a crack, Lan Yin grabbed Theresia beside him and said to her: "Please protect him a little."

Theresia nodded solemnly.

"Oh Huo, what can you do to me if you two join forces?" Luo Qiya looked at Lan Yin and Onian who were surrounding him, and raised the corners of her mouth indifferently, "It's so funny."

"What's funny is that you are a monster with only half of your face to move." Anian's golden eyes were filled with endless pressure.

"Little girl, I hope you can still be so eloquent when you are beaten so hard that you can't stand up later." Luo Qi said with a grim smile.

Onion was too lazy to talk to him, and whistled: "The Kingdom of the Death Prison!"

The endless magic power squirted out from the tip of her beech stick, covering Luo Qi's teeth in an instant.

For a moment, the air was covered with gray fog, and Luo Qiya was completely surrounded by the fog.

Onian winked at Lanwen, Lanwen nodded and rushed towards the center of the fog.

Luo Qiya felt something was wrong in an instant. In this gray fog, he could not absorb any material energy? What's going on?

Those who are close to the red are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. The fate is that Onian has been with Alvin for so long. Even though she has not carefully studied the mystery of time and space, she has learned a little bit.

The "Mist Space" in the air is a bit similar to the closed space created by Alvin with no matter and energy. It just means that the "Mist" of Onian is not as completely closed as Alvin, and there will still be a very small number of matter and energy flowing in. However, for martial arts at the level of Luo Qiya, this material energy is completely insufficient.

What's more, Onian also discovered that Luo Qiya's two strange and abnormal daggers were extremely dependent on the absorption of material energy. In other words, at this moment, in such a space, the two daggers that were just in the limelight were no different from ordinary weapons.

With Luo Qiya's skills, he can still escape such a space.

However, with Lan's arms around, she would not let him go easily.

Even at this time, Lan Wen could not mobilize much material energy for her to use as magic, so she could only fight with this guy in close combat. But the current situation is much better than the one-sided situation just now.

Under this "Disaster Prison Country", Lan Yin and Luo Qiya are like two beginners of magic and martial arts, using the simplest moves to fight.

Luo Qiya was still very clear-headed. He knew that fighting in this foggy country would be very unfavorable for him, so he kept trying to run out.

Lan Yin was entangled with him in close proximity, leaving him nowhere to go.

What surprised Luo Qiya was that the red-haired girl in front of her was actually quite skillful in close combat skills.

Faced with the every move of a martial arts master like Luo Qiya, Lan Wen was so cautious that she could not even be at a disadvantage.

It was amazing to watch her, a magician, face Luo Qiya with a magic stick close to each other, and the two of them were still fighting happily.

If you think about it carefully, it’s no wonder. After all, Lan Yin’s hands have been practicing since childhood, Ayton and Gaver, so it’s not surprising that she has this skill.

Onian, looking at the fierce battle between the two in the fog, sweat oozing out of her forehead.

You should know that maintaining such a space requires a lot of magic power.

The fog "Dao Prison Nation" she created is much larger than the space created by Alvin. Its magic power consumption can be imagined.

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When Onian and Lanwen besieged Luo Qiya, the decisive battle between Agrea and Bu Jian God gradually began to distinguish between the top and bottom of the clouds.

The two attacked each other hundreds of moves, but no one could kill each other.

Agrea's sword moves were like a big river, surging endlessly.

A sword drew the east tide and rushed over the eternal sea.

The sword god is committed to being pure and both offensive and defense. It happens to be the breeze on the river and the bright moon on the sea. From the breeze, he broke through thousands of pounds with clever strength. He remained motionless and reached the river and sea calmly.

In his opinion, all the moves in this world are no longer different.

It's just a big or small force.

Even Agrea's use of power is unique, but he still cannot gain any advantage in front of the Sword God.

But after all, the Sword God was older and experienced such a terrifying protracted battle, the pale look on his face even more. From that face, it seemed that he had grown older and was in his teens again.

But his breath was not at all confusing, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense.

On the other hand, the Qinglan Armor that could breathe was much darker in color, and there were many sword marks on it. Emerald liquid flowed from the corner of her mouth, and under the silver mask, it was covered with an indignant face.

In this world, no one can tell her to accept defeat.

As long as she still has a breath and as long as she has "Fengshou" in her hands, she will dare to compete with the sky and fight against the earth.

She wiped open the "blood" from the corner of her mouth, and then smiled and said, "Happy, happy."

"It's been many years since I felt so happy."

"I haven't fought such a happy fight for many years." The Sword God smiled with a hint of comfort.

At this time, the little skeleton Peril, who had been paying attention to the duel between Agrea and B's Sword God, staring at the woman in Qinglan armor.

His raised fingertips were trembling.

She is so far away.

But even if there is a river of heaven between them, he has to fill in the stars all over the sky today.

Just when Agrea was about to launch the next round of offensive, she coughed violently.

And when she was coughing, a palm quietly brushed on her back.

"You..." Agrea's lotus-colored eyes were flowing in incredible ways. Obviously, she didn't know why this guy appeared behind her at this time, and she was still staring at her with distressed eyes.

"Can he remember something?" Agrea thought in surprise.

"I don't know who I am, but you should know." Perriel stared at Agrea, "Can you talk to me?"

When he said this, Perriel changed his original timid manner and his bone claws had already been around Agrea's waist. He was not afraid that Agrea would slap him into bone powder with one palm.

The Sword God of Cloth didn't mind anyone disturbing the duel, and he actually looked at the weak figure wrapped in rag with interest. He felt that the little guy had a familiar smell.

"What do you say, just say nothing." Agrea turned his face to one side.

"I always feel that we have known each other for a long time." Perriel took off her silver mask and looked at her face carefully.

"I think your face is very familiar," he continued.

"No matter how much you say, I won't return my memories to you." Agrea turned his face and stared at him fiercely.

"It doesn't matter." Perriel smiled indifferently. But this smile was hidden under the mask, and no one could see it.

"Sometimes, it's so lucky to forget the past. What do you think?"

"However, you deliberately left a gap in my sea of ​​memory. Why?"

"Are you still expecting me to remember something?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't." Agrea coldly knocked off the bone claws on his waist.

"I seem to have seen the 'Dong Chaoshui' you just used, or it's...my sword move?" Perriel asked in confusion.

"Stop narcissism, that's us together..." Agrea subconsciously said something he shouldn't have said.

Many years ago, there was a couple on the coast of Eitini. When they were in love, they leaned against each other and discussed the mystery of swordsmanship. When they spoke in detail, they fed each other a sword move and started to learn more about it.

The trick "East Tideshui" that Agrea used just now was what the two realized during the competition.

Thinking of the past-

The two of them held hands and wandered on the beach.

The sea is connected to the sky, and I can’t finish it.

The silence between looking at each other is the tide that is moving up and down.

Engulf each other's temptation.

The tide is rising and the figures are gone.

Life is a hundred generations waiting for this tacit understanding?

I wish to become each other's swords and fall into each other's palms.

Such past events began to pour out from the gap deep in Perrier's memory.

He stared at the woman in front of him, even though he could not call her name. But he remembered that the person walking shoulder to shoulder with him on the coast was her in front of him.

In fact, when he said the three words "East Tideshui", the smoke and waves in the sea of ​​memories were like tides, and it was difficult to recover after going back and forth.

It’s not that she is not in the world, but that she is a romantic under her makeup, and she is just sharing it with him.

However, things in the world often go against their wishes.

The stories in the world will not give you more mercy just because you are an emperor, general and minister.
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